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PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Vocals
Alexandra Simone Griffin
Alexandra Simone Griffin
Choir
Anthony Jawan McEastland
Anthony Jawan McEastland
Choir
Chelsea Miller
Chelsea Miller
Choir
Chelsea West
Chelsea West
Choir
Erik Brooks
Erik Brooks
Choir
Jasmine Patton
Jasmine Patton
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amman Nurani
Amman Nurani
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter
Demarcus Eugene Morgan
Demarcus Eugene Morgan
Songwriter
Ebenezer Akeredolu Jr
Ebenezer Akeredolu Jr
Songwriter
Stanton Lawrence Jr.
Stanton Lawrence Jr.
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tiernan Cranny
Tiernan Cranny
Mastering Engineer
Aaron Mattes
Aaron Mattes
Mixing Engineer
Evrgn
Evrgn
Producer
TntXD
TntXD
Producer
Anthony "Antt" Sanders
Anthony "Antt" Sanders
Recording Engineer
Evergreen
Evergreen
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
[Instrumental]
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, oh, oh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
[Chorus]
I see the city lights while I'm city rollin' (City rollin')
Smell the murder in the air while I'm still patrollin' (While I'm still patrollin')
Got police tryna pull me over, pull me over, pull me over
Not scared to come outside
Even though death follow me, yeah
'Cause I know I'm steppin' night and day
It ain't no mercy when we squirtin' on them ****
Do 'em dirty if we don't leave them hurtin'
We gon' leave them **** in hearses (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
[Verse 1]
Put a **** in a bag, I told bro, I want a Birkin
Cold word for a murkin', no one thing that's for certain
We gon' kill like we purgin', make sure **** don't see nurses
We gon' get up on that, creep up slow, get up close, boom, boom (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shoot the wake up, and the funeral day, we gon' hit the tomb (Brrt)
Sweep the streets like a broom, your family gon' get it too (Gon' get it too)
If we get you, your loved ones still won't make it through
I sent it out like Booshie-boo, walk down on you in Gucci shoes
**** say they bulletproof, I'm kill proof, come make a move
Rules don't abide by it, want 'em bad, I buy a body
One deep in this wide body, won't go home until a homi'
Still slide if it's sunny, a little shine won't stop nothin'
Don't need no mask, tighten up this hoodie
I'm gon' drop some
No shells when the cops come, this bag, gon' catch all of them
Drum on the chopper, let him out, go fuck the outcome (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
[Chorus]
I see the city lights while I'm city rollin' (City rollin')
Smell the murder in the air while I'm still patrollin' (While I'm still patrollin')
Got police tryna pull me over, pull me over, pull me over
Not scared to come outside
Even though death follow me, yeah
'Cause I know I'm steppin' night and day
It ain't no mercy when we squirtin' on them ****
Do 'em dirty if we don't leave them hurtin'
We gon' leave them **** in hearses
[Verse 2]
Shoot up the car, we aim made windows, we ain't shootin' through the door
Flatline your mans, doctor couldn't save him, it's his time to go
Sent you up there with my homie you said you was smokin' on
Even in the afterlife, I hope he beats you in a coma (Beats you in a coma)
Smell that aroma of blood on the corner
Teddy bears and flower memorial, pissed on him, gotta get it in (I gotta get it in)
I talk to God the other day, but I'ma sin again (I'ma sin again)
Heavily father have some grace for opposition (Opposition)
'Cause I know the way I'm thinkin', you don't like that
Stand up and put a hundred in 'em, yeah, I'm like that
Can't get your brother life back
Keep fightin', but can't fight back
[Bridge]
What's on your mind when the reaper come and get you?
Kiss and hug your mama tonight, she gon' miss you
Put up them knives, a couple of .762s
Open the door and chase him down when we see you
[Chorus]
I see the city lights while I'm city rollin' (City rollin')
Smell the murder in the air while I'm still patrollin' (While I'm still patrollin')
Got police tryna pull me over, pull me over, pull me over
Not scared to come outside
Even though death follow me, yeah
'Cause I know I'm steppin' night and day
It ain't no mercy when we squirtin' on them ****
Do 'em dirty if we don't leave them hurtin'
We gon' leave them **** in hearses
[Outro]
Reaper come and get you?
Kiss and hug your mama tonight, she gon' miss you
Put up them knives, a couple of .762s
Open the door and chase him down when we see you
What's on your mind when the reaper come and get you?
Kiss and hug your mama tonight, she gon' miss you
Put up them knives, a couple of .762s
Open the door and chase him down when we see you, yeah
Written by: Amman Nurani, Bryson Potts, Demarcus Eugene Morgan, Ebenezer Akeredolu, Ebenezer Akeredolu Jr, Melvin A. Noble, OG Bobby Billions, Stanton Lawrence Jr., Thomas Horton
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